Month: October 2017

I have barely recovered from a cold as I am briskly walking with a slight wheeze in my chest and my nose still clogged. Nonetheless, I feel alive and vibrant as I make it from the subway station down the road that leads to the home of my good friends. My duffle bag is filled…

In Swedish we say, “Ett kärt barn har många namn” translated it means “A beloved child has many names”. This is the case for one of my favorite vegetables to cook with, Okra. Okra, Okro, Bhindi, Lady Fingers, and finally in Arabic Bamya. It has as many names as it does recipes! Italians fry it…

We all dream when we sleep. Sometimes our dreams are symbolic, sometimes they are strange, and sometimes they are empty and easily forgotten. A reoccurring place in my dreams is the Holy city of Jerusalem. I have dreamed of it now in total…say, 10 times? maybe? And it is always the same thing but different…

Lunch at the Elmahi household was the hour where each member of the family regrouped to touch base. My father loved this hour because he loved us. He prepared his staple dishes with great attention and care. Up until my early 20s if I missed lunch and came home late, my father would get up…